good girl • (lrh)

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A•V•A

Once inside my house, I lock the front door, not wanting Luke to let himself in. I can't deal with anything else today, it just been too much.

I find myself in my room, shedding my clothes. I put on a pair of pajama pants and a oversized T shirt, crawling into my bed. Soon, sleep takes over and I find myself lost in a dream

I awake to light shining through my window. I glance at my clock, seeing it's nearly noon. I overslept. Of course, I forgot to set an alarm last night. I mentally curse myself before sitting up in my bed.

"Guess I'm skipping school today." I speak out loud, knowing no one is listening.

I see my phone on the table, charged luckily. I did remember to plug that in before passing out last night. I check my notifications, seeing multiple texted from Luke, along with many missed calls.

"Princess, where are you?"

"Are you safe?"

"I'm sorry babe, please come back."

"I just want to make sure you're okay."

I groan as I read the message, looking at the rest of them.

"Who the fuck was that bringing you home?"

"Did I see you kiss him?? Are you kidding me!"

"You're in big trouble, Ava."

I put my phone back on the table, rolling my eyes. I'm in trouble? After he was so hurtful towards me? It's not like Luke is my boyfriend, he never made that clear to me. He never told me I want his.

I stand up from my bed, heading to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast, or lunch I should say. I decide to make a sandwich, feeling lazy today. I sit alone at the kitchen counter, enjoying my food when I hear a knock on the door. I groan, walking over to answer it. Once I open the door, I'm met with a very angry looking Luke.

I open my mouth to speak, but he cuts me off.

"What was that shit you pulled yesterday? I was so worried!" Luke speaks loudly and I step back. "And who was that? That man you were kissing?" The last word comes out in a nasty tone.

I bite my lip, not knowing how to respond.

"You..you hurt my feelings!" I shout, surprising myself.

"I hurt your feeling?" Luke let's put a nasty chuckle, "I hurt your feeling? You kissed another man!" Luke roars, his cheeks heating up in anger.

I watch as his eyes darken, their normal shade or icy blue turning to an ocean shade. He steps closer to me and squeak as my back hits the couch.

"I..I'm sorry." I stutter out, becoming fearful.

"You're sorry?" He shouts, leaning against me, "I'm going to make you feel sorry." Luke growls, leaning into my neck. I feel his lips kiss the skin of my neck roughly. "You're mine." I hear him mumble, nibbling at my neck.

"I'm sorry, daddy." The word slips from my lips unintentionally, Luke's intimidating state dragging me into a submissive one.

"Oh sweetheart, you will be." He growls, pressing his body further against my own. I let out a whimper at this, feeling his clothed member press against me. Suddenly, the contact is gone. I whine, opening my eyes.

"Come here." He demands, sitting on the couch now. I do as he says, standing in front of him. "Bend over my lap." I freeze, staring at him.

"Now, princess!" He shouts and I do as he says, bending over his lap. "Tell me your sorry." Luke purrs into my ear.

"I'm s.." I feel his hand come into contact with my bum and I let out a squeal, "I'm sorry!" I shout.

His hand smacks my bum again, harder this time. "Again." He says calmly.

"I'm sorry." I whine, feeling another smack.

Luke continues spanking my bum until I can handle it anymore, tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

"Who's princess are you?" Luke asks, massaging my now red bum.

"Yo..yours." I whisper in response, hardly able to say a simple word.

"Good girl." He praises me, stroking my hair now.

His fingers run through my hair, soothing me. I find myself leaning into his touch, enjoying the affection.

"I'm sorry Luke." I whisper softly, meaning it this time.

"I'm sorry too princess. I'm sorry for hurting your feelings," Luke pats my shoulder, and I sit up, whining as my sore bum touches the couch. "I'm sorry for hurting your ass too." He chuckles, giving me a genuine smile.

I smile back lazily, feeling a bit tired. A yawn escape my lips, though I try to hold it in. I've only been up an hour, and I'm already tired.

"Let's have a nap, yeah?" Luke suggests. I can't resist nuzzling into his chest. I missed him, I missed touching him, his scent, his welcoming arms.

"I.. I love you Luke." I whisper softly. Part of me hoping he didn't hear me.